Night.

Del Cora woke up from her dream. It's a familiar feeling again, and my mental space has been invaded.

"What the hell, boy from the Sfiodor family, why is your mental space so empty?" the voice of Richard Bryant, the Abyss Card, sounded this time. Unlike Achias, who was weak at the time, Richard directly embodied his spiritual power incarnation, and then looked at Del Cola who was chaotic in chaos, and his tone was a little dissatisfied, "How can you insist on meditation in this environment?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and more foreign spiritual power squeezed into Del Kora's spiritual world, and there was an extra deck of sofas, coffee tables, and a set of Kara cards used as toys near where Richard was—

A single sofa, of course. How could Richard care about how Del Cola felt.

"My mental space has always been like this, sir. Delcora shrugged—of course, the outward manifestation was a chaotic and irregular shaking—"Rather, I don't think there's any point in decorating the spiritual world in a particularly beautiful way. ”

"Alright, I don't want to explore your aesthetic at all," Richard waved his hand, "You're absolutely sane Sfiodor. Guess what's going to happen around here? ”

"Guess yes," Del Cola said, "but there's no point. I didn't know what was going to go wrong or what it was. We wanted to do some research, but we didn't know if it would make sense. ”

"As long as you're around here, that's the point," Richard scoffed, "and you're going to get those troubles anyway—or trouble to get you." ”

"You seem to have some prejudice against the Sfiodor family......" Del Cola's tone was a little helpless, "Did my father do anything wrong?"

Anyway, it couldn't be that the three of them offended this abyss card. Even if it is, it can't be admitted

"He, heh, nothing, how could he have offended me? He just won a hand of my hand by chance, and then he didn't accept my challenge.

Richard said this calmly, but Del Cora did hear a gnashing of teeth.

He shuddered for a moment, and after secretly complaining that his father was making trouble for his son, he still cautiously asked, "Then what are you here for?"

"Warning? Why warn you? I wish you could get to the bottom and wait for the trouble to come to my door, and then I can get rid of that damn trouble and end my boring vacation early. Richard pouted, "I think you've already been in contact with those geniuses?"

"Of course, our identity is absolutely fine, and it won't make them doubt it. Del Cora admitted, "But...... I think we just need to look into that trouble. I have a hunch that our mission will be completed by the end of that trouble. ”

"Whatever you want. This task was sent to you by the old man, and he can't stop you from enrolling in school, so if it were me, I wouldn't do the broken task of Rauschzi. But ......"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Richard's mouth.

"A word of caution, be careful when investigating, don't keep trying to hide your strength - don't look at me like that, I already have clues, but I won't share them with you. Investigate for yourself. ”

"......," the corners of Delcora's mouth twitched, "and what is the point of your invasion of my spiritual world in the middle of the night?"

"Meaning? It doesn't make any sense, just to see how the great god-made life, Sfiodor's spiritual power world, is different from 'ordinary' magicians like us—heh, now it seems to be very boring. ”

Leaving this sentence without a head or tail, Richard's figure suddenly disappeared, and the couch table kara card that he had displayed disappeared with it.

“......”

Delkora took a few deep breaths—of course, in the spirit world, he just thought so—and the corners of his eyes still jumped upward.

Just now, just now, for the first time, he had a disrespectful idea of a Holy Order.

"If you hadn't run fast, I'd have punched you hard......"

Fortunately, the happy plot did not happen, and Richard's spiritual power had completely withdrawn from his spiritual world, which could not be disguised, otherwise he would not dare to say such a thing about a Holy Magister - but what could he do? There are so many Holy Orders that have nothing to do with him.

He sighed, withdrew from the spirit world, got up and turned on the bedside lamp.

It was almost midnight, and even the mercenary tavern opposite was quiet. In the silence of the night, only the sound of insects can be heard clearly.

“...... Damn, can't sleep at all. ”

He got up and put on his clothes, thought for a moment, put on his equipment again, and took the skeleton assembler in his hand.

"Let's go out and take a look, maybe I'll find some clues. ”

——————

Student camps.

Still the same as last night, the gifted students were once again engaged in the battle against the mosquitoes, and there was a crisp and loud "pop" or a muffled complaint from the tent. There seem to be more mosquitoes tonight than yesterday, and the repellent is as ineffective as ever. There was a little magician who was so bothered that he even wanted to carve a flame barrier outside the tent - but unfortunately this dangerous behavior was directly forbidden by the teachers, and the poor magician stood under the night sky and was reprimanded by Leolante for ten minutes, and when he returned to the tent, he was already full of bags.

What can be done? The students can only express their deep sympathy and condolences to them, and then continue to fight the ubiquitous mosquitoes.

"Are you sure you don't put a totem on them?" said Kiran, standing on the fence, looking down at the still brightly lit camp near midnight, "There are too many mosquitoes here. ”

As he spoke, a mosquito landed on Kieran's half-exposed arm, and its sharp mouthparts stabbed hard - and then the mouthparts snapped on their own. The mosquito buzzed away, without its mouthparts, and it was not known how long it would live.

It's just an ordinary mosquito, and it's still too difficult for it to break through a golden knight who has blessed himself with hardened skin.

"They didn't want to fetch water, so they chose to camp by the river," Riolant said, shaking his head, "and that's the price they have to pay." ”

"Do you remember the little Assassin girl who came back with Kelrantel Krum and El Bolu today?" asked Kiran.

Standing on a fence more than one meter high, he could look down on the two-meter-tall Riolante, which made him feel physically and mentally satisfied.

"Ah, I remember. Her acceptance letter is genuine, so it's true that she is also a freshman at the school. Riolant nodded (he was facing the camp and didn't look in Kieran's direction at all), "Is it a coincidence?"

"I'd rather believe it's a coincidence. At such times, the sudden appearance of a new student in such a place that we have no knowledge of is a sign that there is a state of affairs that we did not expect. The last thing I want right now is the unexpected. ”

"The trip was already unexpected, and it was personally instructed by Mr. Reims. "Friend, you should expect that." ”

"Yes, yes, we're going to be in trouble this time – these kids are going to be scared if it's safe to do so. Even so, Kieran didn't look pressured, "But I believe Mr. Lance." He doesn't put the lives of his students at risk. ”

"That Assassin girl is from Adu, but did you find out? Leolante spoke of the Assassin girl who had come to the camp during the day, "She's only fourteen years old. ”

"Black Iron Mercenary Badge? I didn't pay attention, it means that she may already be a veteran Black Iron professional. Fourteen-year-old veteran is a very good young man in our school. Kieran said.

"Black Iron Professional?" Riolant subconsciously repeated, muttering, "Really?"

"Do you suspect that she is a bladed assassin?" Kieran looked at him suspiciously, "Don't tease my friend, fourteen-year-old bronze professional, how can such a genius be allowed to travel alone?

“...... I trust your judgment. Riolante rubbed his eyes, "I've been staring at each of them intently in the morning, and I have to supervise their training and guidance in the afternoon, and I haven't rested all day." Maybe I'm too tired. ”

"I'll be on duty tonight, Leolante, and you go get a good night's sleep. ”

"Okay. ”

Riolante returned to his tent, and before turning off the lights, he once again let go of his mental power and spread around the base. His golden-rank shaman's spiritual power was extreme enough to cover the town and the edge of the forest far away from the town. After making sure that there was no potential threat, he gathered his mental strength and prepared to rest.

Then, in that moment, he sensed an unfamiliar pulse.

Yes, pulsation. It's a strange feeling, like a heart is beating again. A vivid, spiritually powerful "life" is awakening.

"What's that?"

He lifted the tent and walked out, looking in the direction of the strange feeling.

There was no light, it was dim. But Riolant knew that it was the town of logs.

"What's wrong, Riolante, what did you find?"

Kieran jumped down and asked with a serious expression.

“...... A strange feeling. ”

Riolant shook his head.

"It's like...... Something woke up. ”

in town.

Delkora stood on the main road of Log Town, holding the Skeleton Assembler in his hand.

He looked to the end of the road with a look of deep confusion and helplessness on his face.

"Really, so good?"

There, is the mayor's residence.

Del Cora trusts his own judgment. Just now, there was a strange fluctuation of spiritual power there—that fluctuation was actually not strong. If you don't pay attention to it or just use your mental power to sweep it, no one will notice it at all.

But alas, Del Cola noticed.

"So it's we who bring trouble, or trouble that likes to find us......"

Delkora scratched her head, gathered away the Bone Assembler, took out the Sage's vitality that hadn't been used since she left the Sunset Mountains, and put rings on her fingers one by one.

"I'll just take a look, just take a look, no matter what I find, I must definitely be calm, mainly run, and never detonate trouble in advance...... Dear Abyss Card, if it weren't for you, how could I have gone out at midnight to find clues......"

He whispered a mantra in his heart, letting the wind lift him in the air.

"I hope it's not you, Mayor Town, how can the old man of the novice village become the ultimate big devil......"